The Golden Crossing

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The Ironworks hummed with a low, industrial drone that vibrated in the teeth of every man and woman on the shift floor, a sound so constant it had become the town’s second heartbeat, masking the creak of the old bridge and the distant, mournful squeak of a cart wheel that seemed to follow Adaeze Asante wherever she walked through the soot-choked corridors. She stood at the head of the archive...

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